East Meets West (for Weiss Ritter)

[Ecnalab]

Charrla smiled up at him, and giggled. "Maybe Charrla teased you a little too much earlier. No, Charrla wonders if you'd like to join her on an adventure of passion, A union of body and spirit, A dance of utmost ecstacy... Would you like to bed with her is what she's trying to ask." Charrla pulled back a bit to give Aedan a little room to breath, but held his hands in her own. "It's been so long since Charrla had someone to help her fulfill her womanly needs, and even longer since it was a nice pretty boy like you." She turned her eyes to the floor, and Aedan could see that she was actually blushing as she waited for his answer. All around the room, the sprites perched on furniture and rafters, waiting with bated breath for his reply.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Even as Charrla assured him she was definitely not just teasing a poor, gullible stranger who apparently looked too cute when surprised and flailing for his own good, Aedan still didn't dare to completely believe the nymph until he turned and saw her very visible blush for himself. The silence of the sprites surrounding them seemed to clench it. Charrla really was propositioning him.

"I-I see..." Aedan was only able to half-supress another around of nervous chuckling as his bright blue eyes swept over the supernatural beauty. He could feel the temptation to let his mind drift away into a pleasantly lustful haze all over again just looking at her utterly perfect yet still clothed body.

"Well..." The Church's teachings on this matter were clear, but the mage had left its priesthood and at least some of their values behind, hadn't he? He wanted the freedom to pursue knowledge and experiences his gilded cage in the capital would not have permitted, and now the latter was being offered to him on a silver platter.

"A-alright," Aedan could feel the heat rising in his own cheeks even as he tried to offer a reassuring smile and nod. "I mean, yes. Gladly! I don't have much experience with...this, but I've always been a quick learner, and I've read a few things that may be able to help..."

One of the young man's strong arms reached out to coil around Charrla's waist. The other, if she permitted it, would have begun to unfasten and pull her leotard down once again.

 

[Ecnalab]

(She was still wearing the towel from the bath earlier.)

"Oh, wonderful," said Charrla, her bashful mask dropped for open excitement. When Aedan made to start undressing her , however, she stepped back and gave his hand a soft swat. "Ah, ah, ah, not so fast. A couple of things first." She turned and headed to the windows in turn, drawing their thick curtains closed. The room was shrouded in shadow, as the fireplace provided the only light. "Can't have you turning into a lusty ninny again. It's fun, sometimes, but Charrla wants you sober for this." With that, she moved to the bed, dropping her clothes as she went. While Aedan certainly felt lust at the moment, the shadowy light kept him from being overwhelmed by Charrla's supernatural beauty. Instead there was only the raw excitement of the moment coursing through him; made all the worse when Charrla climbed onto the bed, laid back on the silken sheets with her legs crossed, and beckoned him to join her.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

(Yeah, sorry, that detail slipped my mind! ^_^; )

Any lingering doubts that Aedan had about this invitation ending in Charrla and the sprites cackling at him for being such a gullible dupe receded to the most distant corners of his mind when he saw the nymph all but bounce in excitement. Thus, he all but recoiled in shock when she slapped his hand away. By Malsten, had he fallen for one of her jokes again?!

"Ah, I was...I was wondering about that," The mage suppressed another nervous chuckle and watched as Charrla went for the curtains. She really couldn't control the effect her nude form had on him, could she? Whatever supernatural power was at work within the Fey's body, it truly was of a completely different sort than when Aedan channeled the aether to lend his body greater speed or strength in one fashion or another. Fascinating.

...But not fascinating enough to distract the young man from what was right in front of him. Even cast in shadow, Aedan could feel his pulse quickening just looking at Charrla's perfect form. He came when she beckoned, undressing himself as he walked and then as he stood at the edge of the bed. His nude form, perfected by well-researched and dutifully performed exercise regimes, yet left free of a warrior's scars by his time in Hastner, stood before the nymph with only a few coy shadows in the way.

Aedan climbed onto the bed, one arm supporting his body next to Charrla while the other ran a hand up the length of her shapely leg. The hand squeezed lightly as it trailed up her limb and over her waist if the nymph permitted it. Aedan would have only stopped when the hand came to rest atop Charrla's pert breast. He squeezed down more firmly then and began to knead the soft, pale flesh. His fingers trapped her nipple between them, pinching and squeezing as well in an almost playful manner. Just a bit of foreplay to get things started...and perhaps gauge what reactions he could get out of the sex-starved nymph.

 

[Ecnalab]

Charrla did not sit idle as she was fondled. However, her course ran opposite Aedan's. Reaching out to place a soft hand on his chest, she giggled as his hand ran up her side, and she let hers trail down his stomach, and over his well shaped abs. Then her fingers were wrapped around his manhood, squeezing lightly as she stroked up and down the shaft. Before he could utter a response, however, Charrla leaned forward and he felt her lips press against his. The kiss was tender, just the barest brush of lips against each other, but it was followed immediately by a second, and third, each just a little more deep then the last, and Aedan felt Charrla's other arm reach up and wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

A pleasant shiver raced down Aedan's spine at the nymph's tender touches. The young man's shaft was similarly responsive to Charrla's ministrations, throbbing and hardening splendidly in just a few light strokes and gentle squeezes. It was almost enough to compel a faint gasp from Aedan's lips, but her kisses muffled it before it had a chance.

"Mph..." The young man moaned faintly and pressed his lips eagerly against her's. The arm that had one explored the nymph's perfect body and felt up her breast snaked around Charrla's body in turn. Aedan's eyes shut to allow him to savor all the new and wonderful sensations even as he pressed his body down upon her's. The white-haired beauty could likely feel his heart thumping gently against her...and his manhood twitching eagerly, needily in her grip.

 

[Ecnalab]

The kiss continued as Charrla took the initiative and rolled onto her back, pulling Aedan on top of her. Her hands roamed his back, as she worked her legs around his waist, and he suddenly felt her womanhood pressed against his shaft; warm and waiting. Meanwhile her breasts pressed into his chest, her nipples tickling his own as they readjusted themselves. Through it all, the kiss became more eager, more desperate, as Charrla worked her tongue past Aedan's teeth to dance with his own for a moment, before breaking away. She looked up at him with wanton desire. "Come on, love, Charrla's been ready since the bath. Let her feel you inside her."

 

[Weiss Ritter]

The heat that flared up throughout Aedan's body the moment he saw Charrla's nude form cloaked in shadow burned with ever greater intensity each passing moment. Her hands and nails dragging across his back, her milky thighs wrapping around his waist, and the rest of her flawless form pressing eagerly against his while the young man's throbbing girth stood at the gates of her equally needy womanhood. It was every bit as intoxicating as seeing Charrla's naked form in all its glory rising from the bath...except this time he remained lucid enough to truly savor every second of it.

Aedan's lips pressed hungrily against her own and his tongue rushed forward to greet the nymph's. Where Charrla lead, her sorcerous guest was exceedingly eager to follow. His muffled moans and pleasured groans filled the air as he pressed his body firmly atop her's.

The young man almost whimpered in dismay when Charrla broke the kiss. He looked down at her for an instant, some half-formed pithy retorts springing to mind before lust and need for the woman beneath him swatted such ridiculous notions aside. Aedan's lips pressed down fiercely upon Charrla's once more, his tongue invading her mouth almost as eagerly as his cock penetrated her silken folds. A loud, pleasured moan was muffled by the kiss. Aedan's hips almost immediately found a vigorous rhythm. His engorged, throbbing dick was pounded in and out of Charrla almost in a blur of movement. His surprisingly strong arms squeezed the nymph all the more tightly.

It was even better than he'd dared hope.

 

[Ecnalab]

Charrla's tunnel was tight, yet wet enough to allow easy motion; she really was as eager as Aedan was. Each time he pulled out, her walls seemed to tighten around him, unwilling to let him go without a fight. Each plunge into her sent a shudder through Charrla's body, and her moans grew louder with each passing moment. She broke the kiss long enough to gasp, "Please don't stop. Charrla wants to get the quick one out of the way first." Her feet locked behind Aedan's back, as she tried to pull him in deeper. The race to the finish line was on, it was only a matter of who would make it there first? (Resist roll: 6+3+4=13)

 

[Weiss Ritter]

(Resist roll: 4 + 5 + 2 + Fortitude 2 = 14. I'm taking a page from your roll in the other RP. I don't see Charrla's fortitude in that roll, so if I did Aedan's wrong, don't hesitate to let me know and I will edit if need be )

Aedan let out a lewd groan as he felt Charrla draw him in tighter and tighter. Her legs, her arms, even her clenching womanhood, there didn't seem to be a single part of the nymph's body that sought to take in more of him and refused to let even the smallest bit of her spellslinging lover go. His moans joined with her's in a lusty chorus that filled the air around them and likely kept Charrla's sprites well-entertained, not that Aedan could be bothered to think about the diminutive fey right now.

Charrla and the pleasure they shared between their writhing bodies was his world right now.

The young man pressed the nymph deeper into the sheets while her legs wrapped tightly around him and her words goaded him on. His hips pounded his throbbing shaft into her steaming, clenching folds with as much speed and strength as his body could muster, slowing only when he was on the very verge of his climax. Aedan wanted to savor this, to draw it out for just a few moments longer...

...But he could hardly delay the inevitable. The mage all but screamed in pleasure as the orgasm rocked his body. His arms squeezed Charrla's form against his, his lips pressed furiously against her's in a scorching kiss, and his manhood hammered the nymph into her own bed in a flurry of blind, reflexive thrusts before the man finally went limp atop her.

 

[Ecnalab]

(Fortitude is not Charrla's strong stat.)

The two lay there, panting, as Charrla gently pet the back of Aedan's head. "Not bad, pretty boy. Please say you have more for Charrla," she cooed into his ear. Up above Aedan, the air was filled with high pitched moans and squeals that he was only now able to notice. Up in the rafters, the tiny multicolored sprites had clearly gotten caught up in their own moments as they watched the two lovers enjoy theirs. "Oh my," said Charrla, with a fake gasp. "A naughty little show to get you riled up again."

Indeed the show going on was unlike any that Aedan had ever seen. The rafters were not terribly high, and in the shadowy light the inner glow of the sprites made them stand out against the darkness like glowing silhouettes. One tiny purple woman was pinned against a support beam with her arms and legs wrapped around her orange lover as he thrust into her with abandon. A little blue girl sat upon a green man's pelvis, grinding her hips into him, and beating her wings so fast that they were beginning to rise into the air. Most salacious of all, a tiny golden lady stood bent at the waist between two glowing red men, her mouth clearly upon the member of one while behind her, the other pumped his hips forward with gusto. Upon noticing that they were being watched, the second red sprite smiled and reached down, lifting the golden lady's leg up to give Aedan and Charrla a better look, and revealing that he was not inside her womanhood... but her anus.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

(Fair enough! Just making sure )

Aedan may have technically won their impromptu contest, but as he lay panting atop Charrla, he didn't feel like a conquering stud. What had she gasped before about a "quick one"...?

Any doubt the mage had about his fey lover being through with him was obliterated when he felt her gently patting his head and cooing in his ear. Aedan groaned softly and pushed back against his post-orgasmic haze to right for round two when he heard the lusty chorus at work above them. His body tensed reflexively. Some small part of him expected to be barraged with jeers, woops, and mocking clapping the moment he locked eyes with the sprites above.

How wrong he was.

Aedan's eyes grew wide as saucers at flying orgy happening above. He sat up, hugging his knees to his chest, and stared long and hard with only the growing flush of his cheeks offering even a hint of shame. The young man's well-used manhood hardened and rose more and more with each passing second he watch the sprites make love. Their lewd display didn't just hold his interest because of how arousing it was, though. It was also educational....

The mage looked to Charrla almost curiously. Unless the nymph had some ideas of her own she wished to implement while Aedan was distracted, the young man would have reached to wrap an arm firmly around her waist. A gentle heave would have compelled her to rest atop his lap, grinding against his eager manhood while his body pressed to her's once again and his lips planted kisses along her neck and collarbone.

Aedan had a quick bit of thinking to do. He probably couldn't replicate everything the sprites were doing even with magic, but they had given the just-deflowered young man no shortage of inspiration...

 

[Ecnalab]

Charrla giggled as she was pulled into Aedan's lap, and cooed with delight as he nibbled at her neck. Her ass eagerly rubbed against his cock, letting it slip between her cheeks as she rolled her hips back and forth. Her hands came up to take hold of his hair and pull him even closer. "Mmm, see anything up there you want to try?" she asked, motioning to the sprites. "Or maybe you have something else in mind for our next romp? Maybe, just throw Charrla to the floor and fall upon her with wild abandon? Or, maybe take her from behind, like the animals do? Or, maybe both?" Although, Charrla may have had the face of an angel, it was quickly becoming apparent that she had about as much shame as a succubus. She had just given Aedan free reign to do whatever he liked with her, and would probably enjoy every moment of it.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan groaned softly into the nymph's pale flesh as Charrla's perfectly sculpted ass teased his cock to throbbing readiness once again. He eagerly allowed her to seize his hair and use it to direct him closer to her. A slight shiver made its way through the mage's body at the faintly commanding gesture.

"Both," Aedan leaned back just enough for Charrla to see his broad and eager grin clashing adorably with the young man's scarlet blush. Another eager shiver raced through his body, accompanied by a faint surge of adrenaline. It was all so...so wonderful, and there was so much more for him to learn and explore!

A gentle push would have pressed Charrla back enough for Aedan to press the nymph to her hands and knees on the floor if she did not resist. Her raven-haired companion was on her again in an instant. The mage's surprisingly sturdy arms snaked tightly around Charrla's body once again. One hand gripped eagerly at her breast while his hips lined his eager cock up with her sweltering folds. A mighty thrust started the cycle all over again. Aedan's flesh slapped noisily against Charrla's, his arms pulled their bodies tightly together. He honestly wasn't sure how many of these rounds his body could endure in a single night...but the young man was quite determined to find out.

 

[Ecnalab]

Charrla half screamed, half gasped as she was penetrated from behind; her womanhood clamping down tight on Aedan's cock. "That's the way Charrla likes it! Now make her yours," she cried, as she braced herself against Aedan's thrusts, pushing back to meet him as her pushed forward, and filling the air with the slap of skin upon skin. All the while, her squeals and grunts raised in pitch with each thrust of Aedan's manhood.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan fell once more into what was becoming a familiar pattern to him. His hips found and thrust in a steady rhythm with the just the right amount of strength and speed. The young man's cock throbbed while Charrla's smoldering snatch clenched around his manly girth. Hands groped freely over the nymph's ample breasts while his lips places frantic kisses along her neck and cheek. Again he found his moans and grunts joining her's in a lusty chorus that would have had any Malsten-feearing man or woman flushing a deep scarlet all on their own.

Again Aedan climaxed, his screams of pleasure echoing through Charrla's domain. His arms squeezed her tightly against his trembling form before the young man finally went limp. He was panting now, and likely laying next to Charrla in a partial embrace with his eyelids only half open.

 

[Ecnalab]

Charrla's voice joined Aedan's in rattling the roof, and she slumped forward onto the floor panting with exertion. They lay there for a moment, him cradling her in his arms, before Charrla was up again and, in surprising display of strength, picked him up off the floor and tossed him back onto the bed. Aedan landed on his back, and was almost immediately winded as Charrla landed on him, her legs straddling his waist, and her hands pinning his shoulders. A wide grin split her face, and wanton desire filled her eyes as she spoke. "Now, now, no falling asleep. Charrla's not done with you yet." She reached over and pulled the sheets over them, plunging Aedan into darkness as she let out a low chuckle.

The next morning, Aedan was awakened by a shaft of sunlight that managed to pierce the thick curtains. He was groggy, and his loins ached. Six times. Six times she had managed to tease him back to full erectness and ride him to climax. A quick look around revealed that the insatiable nymph was standing at the stove in the kitchen section of her dwelling, as the smell of grease and butter filled the air. Aside from an apron tied over her front, Charrla wore no clothes, and her slender backside still bore a handprint from last night.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan tensed and softly gasped when he found himself lifted and tossed right back onto Charrla's bed by strength the nymph's athletic but rather lithe form emphatically belied. He barely had time to register what happened before she was stop him yet again, her lusty gaze piercing into his widened eyes. For a moment, he felt less like a powerful mage and more like rabbit pinned in place by a voracious wolf. Then the darkness consumed his world and all he could feel was Charrla's body pressing down upon his yet again. Aedan's mind went blank and his body became her's again, to use as much and however she pleased...

"Ngrh..." The young man groaned and struggled to rise from the warm silken sheets. Last night's events were coming back to him slowly and in a blur. By Malsten, six times...? Was that even possible? Had Charrla's magic been at work in the darkness or was she just...really that good?

"Ah...!" Aedan gasped softly when he finally managed to force himself to sit up properly. A dull yet hot aching sensation lingered in his groin. Charrla truly had wrung every drop of pleasure she could out of him.

The scent and sound of cooking drew the young man's gaze toward the nymph. He was spellbound almost instantly. The apron may have protected much of Charrla's modesty, but it still left an ample amount of her flesh exposed for his wondering gaze to savor. Her splendid back, slender legs, and an backside that may as well have been carved from the finest marble by the finest artisans in all of-

Aedan winced and sharply averted his gaze. No, no! He was not going to fall under the nymph's spell again, or risk her getting more...ideas! At least while he was still trying desperately to recover.

"Charrla?" The young man croaked out, shifting the sheets around to loosely defend his modesty. Come to think of it, his throat was feeling rather parched as well.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Oh," Charrla chirped and turned to face him. "Wasn't expecting you to come to so soon. Charrla's still in the middle of making breakfast, so why don't you go downstairs and help yourself to a bath? Charrla already had hers." She went back to cooking then, clearly content to let whatever morning talk they were going to have wait until after a meal, and some freshening up.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

"A bath sounds very good right now..." Aedan carefully shifted to avoid straining his still-sore body. A nice warm soak would help with that, not to mention all the sweat and other fluids that dried once Charrla was finally satiated. The mage reached out for his discarded set of breeches and a barely-visible tendril reached out from the air just above his head to deliver them to him. He slowly made his way back down the flights of stairs to the bath outside.

 

[Ecnalab]

Aedan's hopes for a warm bath were bashed the moment her stuck his toe into the water. It seemed that, without the sprites working their magic on the water, the pool was as cool and crisp as any other pond in the woods was likely to be. Still it wasn't so cold as to be unbearable, and he managed to slip into the water with only a minor gasp as it hit his nethers.

As Aedan washed up, a tiny tittering filled his ears, and he looked up to see one of the sprites flittering down to him from the topmost window of the tower. "Tee hee, would you like me to warm that up for you?" she asked, as she landed on the edge of the pond. To his surprise, Aedan realized that he recognized this sprite. In the morning light of the sun it was difficult to see her natural glow, but her recognized her flowing golden hair that tumbled down her back. It was the little golden woman he had seen last night... The one he had watched getting spit-roasted.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

A slight shiver ran through Aedan's body as he soaked in the less than lukewarm water. It would mean making the bath less relaxing than he hoped, but Charlla and the forest were hardly the only ones with magic around here. All he needed to do was concentrate and will the aether to flow out of his body and into the cool water to warm it-

The mage blinked at the unexpected sight descending upon him. He stared for a moment with a faint frown tugging at his lips. The sprites were universally and inhumanly beautiful, but in a way that it a little tricky to distinguish between them. Aedan was fairly certain he'd seen her before, though. Her golden features were very striking. But where had...oh.

A faint flush made its way into his cheeks and Aedan sank a bit deeper into the water. Now he remembered. She'd taken on two of her hunky consorts at once.

"Yes, please," Aedan said swiftly and with a smile just before the rational part of his mind could get suspicious.

 

[Ecnalab]

With inhuman grace, the little woman lowered herself until the tips of her toes just grazed the surface of the pond, then began to skate around as it on ice. Slowly, the water warmed to the point of steaming, as the tiny creature danced across the surface. "There, that should do. Come upstairs when you finish, Lady Charrla has a surprise for you," she sang, as she flew back up to the tower, leaving Aedan to bath in peace.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan would have been lying if he said he wasn't relieved that the sprite was true to the spirit of her word as well as its letter. By this point, he wasn't quite sure whether Charrla's trickery of the teachings of the Church were making him more wary of the ever-playful Fae.

Regardless, the mage exhaled a loud and contented breath as he sank deeper into the waters until only his head remained above them. The trace amounts of tension lingering in his body melted away in moments, especially when he began to will the smoking water to pressure and swirl about his body just as he'd done in the river.

"Hm? Surprise?" Aedan opened one eye to stare at the dancing sprite, but she was gone before he could interrogate her...assuming she would have betrayed her mistress's plans in the first place.

The mage lingered in his bath for a few minutes more. The water churned as his arcane power directed, scrubbing his body clean of the sweat and mixed love-juices without him needing to lift a finger. The soreness in his muscles gradually faded and strength took its place. Finally, Aedan rose and willed a gust of warm air to swirl about his body to dry it. Only then did he put his clothes back on and began ascending the nymph's tower again.

 

[Ecnalab]

The smell of breakfast greeted Aedan as he reached the top of the tower. The table was set, and spread with a plethora of choices. Sausage, fruit, flapjacks, and more waited his attention. Charrla was sat at the other side of the table, and had, mercifully, decided to get dressed. A simple woolen shirt, and plain brown breeches kept her enchanting powers locked away. "Ah, there you are," she called in greeting. "Charrla was worried you'd fallen asleep." As he took a seat, Aedan noticed something else on the table. A pile of several books, and scrolls, sat tied in a neat bundle with some string. "A little something to read on your journey, Charrla thinks you'll like them."

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan's mouth almost immediately began to water at the sight of the small feast awaiting him. He'd literally had a taste of the luxury offered by Charrla's the night before, and the meals served to him in Hastner stood head and shoulders above typical peasant fare, yet the finery was something the mage was sure he would ever truly get used to. Much like the nymph herself. Even when plainly dressed, she was still a vision to behold.

"Ha. No, I was just soaking in the warmth and beauty of this place," Aedan smiled in a way that might have been considered cocky if the sight of the books and scrolls sitting giftwrapped didn't wipe the expression clean off his face. "Really?!"

Both hands eagerly shot up to seize the pile of literature only to halt halfway and for the young man to shoot Charrla an apologetic look. She had gone through the trouble of cooking this meal to share with him. It would be rather rude to ignore it entirely because he got too swept up in the Fae's other gifts to appreciate her cooking and his hunger, wouldn't it?

"You're certain? I mean..." Aedan glanced about Charrla's chamber after filling his plate up with fruit, sausages, and an experimental smattering of flapjacks and similarly "exotic" food. "Hrm...you've read much of this already, haven't you?"

The young man stared thoughtfully at the nymph. Her body was perfectly preserved in the flower of its youth, yet she had made it abundantly clear she was an old, possibly ageless being. This library she'd put together would probably be enough to occupy a scholar for a hefty chunk of their life, yet even it would have been but a stepping stone if a being like her were to dedicate themselves to the pursuit of knowledge.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Several times," replied Charrla. "Those should fit the taste of just about anyone. A little history, a little theorem, and a bit of fantasy to round things out. I think you'll find the map on top particularly useful, though." Pausing to open the folded piece of paper, Aedan's eyes widened. It was a map of Caliga.

While most people considered the countries of Levarene and Antavia to be the only real powers on the western side of the central sea, there was a third, although it was no nation. Caliga was a large stretch of land just west of Levarene, and north-west of Antavia, but was claimed by neither great nation. It was a land of wild frontier, made up of rolling, mist shouded, hills and high forested mountains in equal measure. The few patches of flat land in the region were claimed by a ragtag assortment of foresters, hunters, and outlaws, who were quite happy to live in quiet isolation from the outer world. Only two settlements of any size had ever been built in this land, Mistheim and Ippladom, both of which were perched on the northern banks of the misty lake that shared a boundry with Antavia. This map, however, detailed a hunting range that lead up through the southern hills, and around Mist Lake, to the town of Mistheim. Such a detour would add a week to Aedan's journey, but would circumvent the fortress city of Arcis entirely; if he chose to pursue it.

 

[Weiss Ritter]

Aedan nodded eagerly at Charrla. His eyes swept over tomes and scrolls faster than she could introduce them to him. The young man froze in the middle of absentmindedly inserting a strawberry in his mouth the moment he recognized the map for the treasure it was.

As unappealing as the thought of contending with Arcis was, Caliga had seemed like a larger risk when Aedan was first planning his escape from Hastner and the journey to Levarene and beyond. Even if the worst came to pass during an attempt to infiltrate or magically bypass the fortress city, he likely would have had a real-if slim-chance of escaping across the border before the might of the army garrisoning it could be roused. An extended journey through the barely-explored wilderness that was Caliga was all but guaranteed to see the inexperienced woodsman lose his way while his supplies dwindled. Even his arcane power and knowledge would only do so much to fix those problems.

"Charrla, this is..." Aedan looked at the nymph at a literal loss for words. It didn't stop him from smiling broadly. "Thank you. I wasn't certain if I would be able to make it before. With this map, though...I almost am."

A shiver very nearly ran down his spine. If they weren't sitting at opposite ends of the table, Aedan would have hugged the fae on the spot.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Think nothing of it; Charrla already has the map memorized," she replied, with a wave. "But, Charrla hopes you won't leave too soon. After all, you'll need food for such a long journey; and Charrla knows the best spots in the wood to hunt." A light tickling running up his shin caught Aedan by surprise, and he looked down to she Charrla's toe running up and down his leg. "Not to mention, the best ways to relax afterword," she finished, with a smile. Aedan had no doubt that Charrla knew the woods like the back of her hand. The only question was, if he decided to take her up on her offer to help him stock up for the trip, would he be able to endure her 'attentions' for the next few days?

 

[Weiss Ritter]

"Hrm..." Aedan grunted thoughtfully at the first half of Charrla's offer. He could probably hunt and forage in Caliga or on the way to make up for the extra week this alternate route was adding to his journey. That would mean taking some risks, though. There was always the possibility of his efforts failing or, worse, getting turned around and lost in those unfamiliar and thoroughly untamed lands even with Charrla's map. Still, remaining here was taking a fairly substantial risk in and out itse-

He jumped a bit when he felt her toe gliding suggestively up and down his leg. The nymph's purr and thinly veiled proposition was enough to make him gulp. By Malsten, whatever else the Church claimed of her kind, Charrla truly was insatiable, wasn't she?! Was it even humanly possible for a man to be so thoroughly ravished over so long a period...?

The amusing shock and tension in Aedan's body faded, suddenly replaced with a thoughtful frown.

"Actually...Charrla, I'm being hunted," He spoke carefully. A nymph had even more to fear from Antavian soldiers than he, and Charrla clearly had little need for any amount of money, but even so it was difficult not to be wary. "By the Church's manhunters. Some managed to catch up with me not far from the village. The longer I stay here, the more risk I may be putting upon you and those people..."